Pitter Pat

I wish I could capture the sounds in my house. Of course our old house has sqeaky floors. But, I'm talking about the kids. Mainly Anderson. He runs from room to room. Even from one side of the room to the other. When he turns the corner, his whole body is tilted to the side, his arms are bent and elbows up high.

I can be anywhere in the house and I hear this

pound, pound, pound, stop.

pound, stop.

pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, pound, stop.

Note the elbow (I know, toosh check).

Notice the tilt of his body.